Duncan smiled. “With Grandma York’s spirit, she’ll easily live another ten years. With her great-granddaughter around, she’s got every reason to stick around and watch her grow up.”
Mrs. Lewis nodded with a warm smile. “Absolutely.”
Everyone hoped for a long, peaceful life for someone like Grandma York.
Just then, Livia looked up and tugged at Mrs. Lewis. “Grandma, I’m hungry,” she said sweetly, rubbing her little belly. “My tummy’s empty.”
Mrs. Lewis quickly responded, “That’s Grandma’s fault for talking too much! Come on, let’s get you something yummy.”
Neither Livia nor Sonny had touched the snacks laid out for them, a sign of Liberty’s careful and disciplined parenting—or maybe they’d already eaten and weren’t in the mood for treats. Either way, Mrs. Lewis was pleased with their self-control.
Honestly, it was better this way. Too many snacks could ruin a child’s appetite.